A Funny Al Story 

Okay those of you who know me will just shake your head, but I must tell you a funny story. It’s a funny ha-ha story not “oh that’s weird” funny story.  Yesterday I washed clothes in my awesome apartment washer/dryer. Now I’ve lived here for a year...

The Comicbook Detective Chapter One

One  I wish I could say it ended in a hail of gunfire, but I can’t because it didn’t. Or winning the dame, but that didn’t happen either. Alex Carter’s my name, I own The Comics Clubhouse. This is my story.          The wet...

My First Senior Moment (No Really)

There I was on a Friday afternoon at the gym. Trying to remember some of the Lorinda Death Workouts. So after sweating a Black Sea of sweat (is that really possible?) I headed out to do some shopping. Nope not clothes, nope not groceries. And certainly not tractors,...

Alex Carter Comicbook Detective

There are eight million stories in the rainy city I inhabit. Naomi Price had walked into my life on a slow weekday afternoon looking for help. Her uncle had owned a massive assortment of comic books—over one hundred and fifty thousand to be precise—before...

Coffee how I love you…now

When I was growing up in the ’60s coffee had a bad rep. As kids we were told that if we drank coffee our growth would be stunted. But I knew kids who drank coffee and they didn’t seem any more stunted than I was. My first experience with coffee was very...

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